At the bottom of Daqing Mountain, the rock layers crisscross.
The vapor from the Black Water River permeates, forming droplets on the rock layers.
Drip!
Drip!
Sima Wenjie suddenly awoke from his dream, only to find himself still in darkness.
With his qi power sealed, even though his body was strong, he felt an overwhelming chill in the dark underground, compounded by the despondency in his heart.
He tightened the thin blanket around him, listening closely.
Then he instinctively walked towards the prison bars.
Hiss!
A sudden beam of light appeared!
Sima Wenjie was forced to retreat, as a contemptuous voice came from outside.
"Sit tight, you don't think you can escape from the array personally set by Elder Min, do you?"
Faced with the disdain and contempt in the voice, Sima Wenjie's heart ached a bit, but he recognized the voice.
"Lou Ying? It's your turn to watch over me today."
